For ages, the rich and their sycophants have written in praise of ‘honest toil’, have praised the simple life, have professed a religion which teaches that the poor are much more likely to go to heaven than the rich, and in general have tried to make manual workers believe that there is some special nobility about altering the position of matter in space[.]
Просто поздно. Просто иду по улице. Просто усталость – в каждой клеточке тела. Источник усталости – мозг. Заработали сегодня меня. Впрочем, как и всегда.
Мысли – медленные. Не ленивые, а именно медленные. Рука автоматически тянется к поясу – за очередной таблеткой активатора. Стоп. Сколько их уже сегодня было? Хватит. Надо дать передышку организму. Надо сосредоточиться на чем-то хорошем.
Ладно, сосредоточиться не получилось. Плюнув на это дело, позволяю мозгу выключиться – и просто обозревать. Впитываю цвета: парящая реклама, огни повсюду, голограммные деревья и лица, по крайней мере, значительная их часть. Звуки, сросшиеся в единый шум, я, по привычке, начинаю их сортировать: разнотонное гудение персотрансов, разноязычный винегрет голосов, щелчки сканнеров. Можно конечно поставить фильтры в уши, настроить их что-нибудь конкретное или просто тишину, но мне просто хочется почувстовать себя частью этой толпы – я знаю, что войдя в свою каморку на 105-м я останусь наедине с собой и своим одиночеством.
Легкий укол в левом боку – электроразряд – источник дает знать, что при текущем уровне потребления энергия иссякнет через 10 часов. Если бы я не вынул фильтры из ушей, напоминание приняло бы более деликатную форму женского шепота «на ушко».
Плохо дело. Расход у меня сейчас – минимальный. Стало быть источник почти пуст. А пополнить, хм, на моем счету – красивый ноль, босс однозначно будет несклонен опять выдавать мне кредит.
Как там было? Ах, да, сосредоточимся на хо.., лучше ни на чем...
Еще две зеленых отметки – полосы в уличном покрытии, обозначающих каждая 200 метров – и я почти дома. Дойду ни о чем не думая – там видно будет.
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Humans aren't innerly good.
We are not made for it. It's is not in our DNA.
We are programmed to be strong, fast and mean.
Being selfless, being good to others, being ready to sacrify yourself for the brighter future - it never helped animals to survive, it's still doesn't and it never will.
Because these are the laws of planet Earth.
Go against them and you will vanish.
Best case - you'll have one sentence about you in textbook (where tyrants get chapters about them), just to ensure that some fool will follow your example. For a greater good. Of those in power.
DNA Animal H. Prototype 1 : Intelligent, self-aware, rude, cruel, mean, ruthless, strong-built animal. Standard problem-solving methods - brutal force, deception.
DNA Animal H. Prototype 2: Self-aware, self-oriented, selfish, mean, weaker-bult animal. Standard problem-solving approach: submission and deception, panic flight.
They say: you can win any war, but if you fight your biology, you are doomed to lose.
Planet Earth required any animal to be as brutal and mean as possible, as deceptive and as fast as they can be.
Millions of years of evolution, thousands of years of new form of selection: selection of humans by human society.
All this applying the same rules:
Heros DIE, cowards outlast them.
The mean are destroyed by the... meanest.
The innocent and naive are punished, the guilty are the ones who rule.
The wrong write the history turning the right - wrong.
The paradox is that those in power demand you to be honest and good. And threaten to punish you if you misbehave. The only explanation is: they do it to protect themselves and to preserve the power, because if you become too strong and mean enough - you might take their place.
That's why they allow police and secret services to control every step you make, that's why they permit your employer to work you like a mule - weak and tired and eventually sick - you are less dangerous to them.
XXth century was exceptional for the number of new technics implemented to control the population. Before it was all rather about customs and traditions and the church of course.
Now new methods were invented: ideology, media, mass culture, fear of global war, aliens invasion.
Now the newest are coming up: ecological crisis and my favourite one - the guilt complex.
You should feel guilty that planet Earth is dying. - Why the fuck me? and not the corporations or states benefiting from the economical progress the most?
You should feel guilty that negro children in africa are hungry. - Why the fuck me? and not the fathers who made those children? why not the corrupted African governments? why not the corporations that have bloody contracts with those governments and often helped them to seize power?
But if you do not feel bad about your imaginable crimes - the public opinion is gonna take a giant shit on you. So you MUST feel guilty.
Well "public" is a synonym of "stupid".
To get back to the original idea: state is trying to make of a human something antipodal to their biology. And if you follow the instructions, you gonna have to fight your biology, means you gonna fail. So if you are and ideal citizen and you are totally unhappy - it's normal.
The funny part is the declared norms and standards don't match the de-facto norms of society which still expect a man to be somewhat a brutal anymal and a woman to be selfish female. Once again - that's a biology, so if you match the de-facto standards - you are most probably happy.
Just don't be smart. Being too smart is never a good thing.
Первый снег.
Вижу из окна, как снежинки играют в лучах солнца (да-да!) и ложатся на ярко-зеленую траву.
Тихо и холодно. И пусто.
Холод - это замедление или остутствие движения (частиц).
Тишина - отстуствие движения, вызывающего волновые колебания воздуха.
Пустота - отстуствие объектов в описываемом пространстве.
Межзвездное пространство - тихо, холодно и пусто.
Я понял: зима - это когда космос приходит на землю.
Последний раз я так болел лет пять назад.
Грипп! Не могу даже выйти из дому купить пожрать.
Голова - чугунная, сердце колотится в бешенном темпе, болью отдает в руку и пальцы.
Мысли скачут как кадры в триллере.
Одна возвращается опять и опять: если сердце сейчас остановится, никто даже не заметит.
Обидно, я так старался полюбить жизнь.
Why are dying people asking to hold hands?
Because they fear death, fear the unknown that lays ahead, fear to fall into oblivion, fear the abbyss of nothing, the perfect nowhere, the absolute zero of space and time
A dying person holds to that hand like a baby holds to a mother's hand wheh there're scared, like a drowning person holds to floating flinders; like this hand is a last thing connecting them to this world and a strength of this link depends on the strength of their grip
Don't be lonely or you will die...01-11-2008 01:36
Chronic loneliness (as opposed to the normal loneliness everyone feels from time to time), is a serious, life-threatening condition. At least one study has empirically correlated it with an increased risk of cancer, especially for those who hide their loneliness from the outside world.[5] It is associated with increased risk of stroke and cardiovascular disease.[2] People who are socially isolated also report poor sleep quality and thus have diminished restorative processes.[6] Loneliness is also linked with depression, a risk factor for suicide.